You can run, but you can't hide (Mm, Mm)
Go, go, go (SlickDa3rd, let's go crazy)
You can run, but you can't hide (Long live my brother, we did kill your bitch-ass brother)
Go
Go, you ain't put on for the gang, you ain't shit like me
You ain't ever bust a brain, you ain't shit like me
Better take you a chain, wanna get like me
Louie V on the Timbs, this shit ain't cheap
Before the deal nigga I been icy
These niggas ain't active only on IG
I'ma young turnt nigga so the bitch like me
Bustin' all these hoes, nigga fuck a wifey
Black tee for my diamonds, nigga fuck a white tee
Finna door my homie, I'm real slimy
VI in the middle of the street
Hate Hawk so much
Shoot that bitch off a Jeep
Won't tote nothing less than a Glock 23
Soft ass niggas, really tryna push peace
I'm pushing up, til' they ass all deceased
Long live Jeff, nigga ain't shit change
Still'll take a nigga kit, for tryna be gang
Hawk tried to slide, nigga lost his brain
A lot of mommas hate me cause I caused them pain
They bappin' in them raps, we is not the same
This big ass Drac', it'll stop a train
And I'm still hopping out, masked up like jason
I got me a Cuban, I need me a bracelet
(One, two, 50's coming for you) Go, go go
(Three, four, close that backdoor) Go, haha, go
He ain't tryna catch a body, man the nigga all talk
Never chased shit down, why he yelling out walk?
Blew threw a quarter mil' on the drugs I bought
And I ain't even take a loss
Swerve say he want it, nigga take it off!
Rockin' Louis Monogram, niggas shop at Ross
I'm Q50, bitch kiss the ground when I walk
12 told Nas to tell, he ain't talk at all
Just crushed up a 30, Vert pass me a straw
Hate the fuck out condoms, so I gotta fuck raw
On the phone with the opps, they giving me props
I ain't ducking these niggas, I'm ducking the law
Ain't cuffing these bitches, these hoes getting balled
Had to slam dunk my brother like I'm Chris Paul
I'll never tell what I seen or saw
Favorite part of the drill when a nigga try to crawl
Get hit with a switch, nigga I ain't tryna brawl
Clap a nigga myself, I don't gotta make a call
Ain't spin when I got shot, you ain't my dog
Mini Micro Drac' make a big nigga fall
Your homie got killed, nigga that's my fault
If I got it she got it, I don't ever say nah
Fuck a bitch with a rose, she'll squirt on the walls
If she suck it with spit, take her ass to the mall
She ain't getting Lululemon
She getting Louis V
Too rich for niggas, can't copy me
Johnny Dang, 40k when I iced my teeth
Get the fuck out the streets, you ain't caught you a B
Got a lot of these niggas scared to come around me
(But you can't hide)
And I'm still hoppin', now I'm masked up like Jason (but you can't hide) (go, go)
You can run, but you can't hide (go, go)
And I'm still hoppin', out I'm masked up like Jason (but you can't hide) (go, go)
Long live my brother, we did kill your bitch-ass brother
And I still'll kill for the check, nigga ain't shit changed
Bitch
You can run, but you can't hide
You can run, but you can't hide
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